Reviewers from last chapter, thanks for your reviews ) I don't have much to say at this point in time, so... onto the story!

Last time:

"When the baby is born, I'm planning on having my mum stay a few days with me. Would you like to stay, too?" Hermione asked.

Narcissa's face lit up. "I would love to! Your mum and I could switch on and off with taking care of you, the baby, the cooking, and the cleaning!" she said. "Oh! I still have some of the things that we bought for Draco when he was a baby, do you want those? With those and what you get from your parents, the baby will be well-off before it is even born!"

This time:

Hermione and Draco were sitting on their bed at the Burrow. Draco had his arm around Hermione, and she had her head on his chest. Neither were talking; they were thinking about their baby, Ginny's baby, and Ron being out of Azkaban. "Hey, 'Mione?" Draco said. Hermione looked up at her husband. "Tomorrow Potter and I are going to move all of our things to the house, as well as some of my things from the Manor. Do you and Ginny want to go to Diagon Alley and get some shopping done?"

"I like that idea. It will save me a lot of time if I go ahead and buy maternity clothes now, since I'm only four weeks along, instead of when I don't fit into anything. And, Draco? If I get really moody, or say something I regret ever during this pregnancy, just... ignore it, okay?

Draco started laughing. "Sure, Hermione." He looked at the clock that was sitting next to their beds. "Lets get some sleep, you want to be alert for shopping," he teased. They fell asleep in each other's arms.

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Hermione woke up to an empty bed. She panicked at first, then remembered that Draco and Harry were going to move everything into the new house that day. They're probably doing that now, she thought. She looked over onto her bedside, and saw a note sitting on the table next to the bed, as well as Draco's credit card.

'Mione,

In case you've forgotten, Potter and I are moving our stuff into Miana's Way. Your parents owled me earlier this morning, they have some things for me to gets as well as some things from Narcissa. I've left you my credit card. Have fun shopping with Ginny! (insert smilie face here)

Love you,

Draco

Hermione smiled at the letter before going to see if Ginny was awake. Upon seeing she wasn't, Hermione devised a plan to wake up her snoozing friend. She contemplated her plan for a few moment before carrying them out. She walked away from the room, only to run back in a moment later, jumping on Ginny and yelling, "WAKE UP SLEEPYHEAD!"

"Hermione!" Ginny grumbled. "It's too early to be up!"

"But...but... shopping!" Hermione argued.

Ginny perked up. "Shopping, you say?"

Hermione laughed. "Draco left us his credit card. Lets go and get maternity clothes!"

"'Mione, you aren't even showing yet!"

"So?" Hermione questioned. "You are! I will be soon enough, so I should get clothes while I still fit into my old ones!"

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Always planning ahead..." Hermione nodded. Ginny sat up. "Say, do you want to just grab breakfast while we're out?"

"Sure," Hermione said. "Wait... how are we going to get there? We can't apparate in our conditions; is flooing safe?"

"I think it is..." Ginny answered, thinking. "Mum used it when she was pregnant with us, so it must be fine." The girls walked downstairs, grabbing the floo powder from the kitchen. "Diagon Alley!" Hermione said as she stepped into the fireplace. A few moments later, both her and Ginny were standing in Diagon Alley.

"So, where to first?" Hermione asked.

Ginny looked at her, then at various shops in the alley, then back at Hermione, back to a tiny restaurant. . "How about there?" Hermione and Ginny walked inside. They had quick meals, then continued on there shopping spree.

As they entered a store called "Madame De Lonia's". No sooner had they walked in, they heard their names being called. "Ginny! Hermione!" came a voice. The voice was getting stronger as it came close. 'How are you guys? I haven't seen you since school let out! And, Ginny, you're glowing! I'm guessing being pregnant is treating you fine?" The voice was from none other than...

"Hi, Luna! I'm already sick of being pregnant," Ginny laughed. "Why are you in this store? It's a maternity store." A look of realization spread across Ginny's face. "Oh! When are you due?"

Luna giggled. "End of March." (Luna and Neville started dating soon after Christmas, and got married right before Hermione and Draco did.)

Ginny nodded. "'Mione is due in the middle of April." Luna looked at Hermione.

"Congratulations!" Luna threw her arms around Hermione. "We'll have ti get our kids together after they are born!"

"Okay," Hermione laughed. "Me and Gin were going to try on maternity clothes, care to join us?"

"Sure!" The three girls set off in all directions of the store, helping each other with clothing choices.

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"Master, someone new wants to join us!"

"Exxxxcelent," a voice from the dark hissed. Somewhere close, a snake hissed. "Whhhhhhho is itttttt?"

Wormtail snickered. "One of the Golden Trio. The Weasel boy."

"It's WEASLEY," Ron huffed.

"Like it mattertttttttttttttttthhhhhhhhh" Voldemort said. "Tttttthhho, you've chotttttttthhhhen to join me?" Ron nodded. "Very well. Give me your arm. Wormtail, get me the brander." (A/n: okay, I don't know how Voldy gives his Deatheaters the mark, so I decided he will brand them.)

"Yes, Mastor, anything for you, master," Wormtail responded, bowing low. Ron rolled his eyes. Wormtail ran over to a fire, and pulled out the brander. He gave it to Voldemort, who took Ron's arm. He thrust the burning metal into Ron's left forearm. Ron didn't move; he just absorbed the pain from the mark.

"Welcome to the circle, Weattttttttttttttthhhhhhhhley," Voldemort exclaimed, looking his newest member over. Ron looked at his mark. It was red from his blood.

"My name is WEASLEY!" Ron exclaimed.

"Thatth what I thaid: Weathly!" Voldemort shouted.

"My master has a lisp..." Wormtail muttered.

"I DO NOT HAVE A LITHP!"

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Rawr. This chapter sucked. Sorry for the shortness, I'm kind of out of ideas. Anyone have suggestions? please? anyways, r&r with your opinions!

-Kristan

P.S. This chapter probably sucked because I'm currently in the middle of M.A.P. testing . So blame the test, not me!